Kanye West - Drive Slowly lyrics

[Produced by Kanye West] [Hook: Kanye West] Drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Verse 1: FerDeRuijter] Yeah you know how we do Me and my homie Gamemaster Ridin' in the lowrider, we got everything we want Yeah we made it, these hoes wanna go with us They see what we got f**ed that b**h pa**ed her to my homie But wait this sh** is a slow vibe let me feel it "You never know, homie, might need some hoes, homie" That's what I said to my homie when he had a hard time Yeah, 'cause we.. [Hook: Kanye West] Drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Verse 2: Hoshi] Drive slow, Kanye, don't ever play yourself Driving slow with all of the lights out Only a teen, so I ain't taking pints out Four in the morning, raves on at nights out I'm a genius, so you better call Arab Attack Stopped making songs for a while, but now I'm back With Game and the newb on this track I'll admit I s** at rapping so stop giving me flack [Verse 3: Heir Jordan Music] You know, I like to drive slow When I'm out on parole Creepin', making b**hes scream And climb up the f**ing light pole Otherwise, there's the highly likely sized Chance that I'm flying at 190 down I-85 Too hot, I melt iron They said he had no fire inside ‘em But when I roll up, I blind 'em They're always full of sh** and talking it They're always on the “he used to have the game, but now he lost the b**h” Used to have the magic, but he forgot the trick Y'all done set the wick And I'm just waiting for it to get to the stick Wow, how unfortunate Another set of dumb f**s taking a style by destroying and forging it You'll lose the race rabbit, I tortoise it Continue to k** the game, I'm morphing, b**h And that's just what it is [Interlude: GLC] Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes If you're riding around the city with nowhere to go Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know [Hook] [Bridge: Kanye West] My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib I got more TVs in here than where I live [Verse 4: gamemast15r] Ayo slow your roll & pump ya brakes Smoking cuban cigars while yellin' "f** the Jakes" All these s**as hate but they can't match my presence Every single time I scrap it only lasts a second Giant desert eagle, shooting out the pa**enger I'm so greedy that I'm looting your corpse like a scavenger This is street stories, the gospels of heavy street sh** Aight now peep this, this mafia sh**, it's a secret Keep your mouth shut, don't let em' break ya to pieces If you don't, the only one that'll be able to save you is Jesus My life live in slow motion, dump bodies in the cold ocean Paranoia living, look out for feds, they a bold omen Make sure that we disappear, with all of the gold stolen Whip out the sword like the Calvary, horsing around like the old Trojan I'll make you disappear, vamoose, poof into the air I don't lose with the haters, got the troops inside my lair Drive Slow, with ya eyes closed, peep me movin' like a slideshow [Outro/Hook]